WAQT

Raah mai ek musaafir mila
Baato hi baato mai wo yaar ban gaya
raah kaise kat gayi pata hi nahin chala
agle chaurahe par wo apni aur mai apni raah par chal diya
Kisne kaha ki kismat hamara sath nahin deti
agle hi mod par wo hame muskurata mila
humne bhi garamjoshi mai usse haath milaaya
laga ki ye to kal ki hi baat thi
lekin agla safar abhi aage hai usne yaad dilaaya
phir hum masti mai aage bad chale
usne hamesha ki tarah aadhi raah mai waqt poocha
humne ghadi dekhi to waqt hum par muskura raha tha
mud kar dekha to mera dost ab waha nahin tha .

BEAUTY

My girl says you are not beautiful
but how to measure the beauty?
Is it only the phyical chrams
or the way you think and love
if you ask her she will say
it is the inner beauty that matters for her
then how come it happens
that my girl says you are not beautiful